Lacey Locke

Lacey Locke

🎀Hi! I’m just a teen trying to get better at writing. My dream is to become a writer that helps people without a voice gain a voice, by writing stories that are rarely told or unjustly romanticized. Goodbye! Have a magical day.🎀

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No Way Out

3 Snow White wolves approach. 3 bringers of my demise. A low howl escapes the biggest one, bringing back up. My heart endlessly pounds in my chest, filling my ears will dread. My feet grow hearty holding me to the ground like weights. I just came for a hike, I didn’t bring anything that could help. My heart drops in my chest, I didn’t bring anything useful. I force my feet off the ground and dash ...

Incompetently Deadly

I didn’t mean to kill him. I was just trying to scare him. I didn’t know he’d lunge at me. It’s not my fault, it’s his. He cheated, he yelled, he lunged into the knife. Yeah, I jumped into the knife. I never stabbed him I was just holding it. Right? The blood stained knife drops from my finger tips as I realize what I’ve done. His dewy dull eyes stare up at me, his pale hand clenching the stab wou...

Step-dad’s Trailer

Smoke perforates the room spreading to every corner of the trailer. Mold clings to the corners of each suffocating wall. The couch cushions sink and trap you in their hug making you fight to escape them. Grime and dirt cover the carpet in a stained furry, coatimg your feet in dirt whenever you walk across. The filthy cigarette tray and drained alcohol bottles fill every surface and every corner tr...

Regretful Mistakes

A small gasp escapes from her _o _shaped mouth when my shaky hand plunges the knife into her gut. Wide watery eyes meet my as tears shower from her eyes like never ending waterfalls.

“I-I told you I didn’t cheat…I-I told you I wouldn’t lie…W-why won’t you…why didn’t you believe me.” She stutters out through broken tears and groans of pain. The knife shivers at my unstable hand. I just wanted to ...

Goodbye Sweet Home

As my finger tips slip from the cold gold door knob, I know I’ve left for good. The warm brown wood of the front door stares me down reminding me of what I’ve left. My eyes glance over the cream colored house, the lights are still on filling the rooms with an orange colored hue.

“Goodbye, it was a good run. But nothing good ever lasts.” My words come out soft and sentimental. I turn my back on t...

Vamiprish Love Bites

“Ow!” I wince at the fangs sinking into my skin. I hear my boyfriend mutter a _sorry _through his clamped down mouth. A small gasp bursts through my lips as the blood drains from my neck. He rolls his eyes and digs his sharp fangs deeper into the soft side of my neck. The wound from last time he needed a feast is scabbed and apple red. After his last slurp of thick blood he retracts his fangs and ...

Stranger Danger

I pop the sugar sweet lolipop out of my mouth a lick my lips. The man in blue smiles in response.

“What did you say your mom looked like again?” He asks holding my hand as we search the park. His voice is warm and sweet, it reminds me of a T-show host.

“Mum has long brown hair! Oh! Oh! And she tall like realllllllllllly tall! She has a pink dress on too!” I explain skipping and squealing as a ...

Never Ending Fire

Flames boil and burst around Elenor as she sips her evening tea. She slightly burns her tongue with the honey sweet tea and scowls.

“MOM CHRIS STABED ME AGAIN!” Her youngest daughter Rose complained with blood tickling from her abdomen. Elenor sighed at her whiny daughters complaint and set her tea down on the snow rim causings a charming clink to erupt.

“Christopher what have I told you about ...

Lies In The Basement

The clacking of the keys encapsulates my thoughts. Words flow from my finger tips like an endless waterfall of knowledge. And yet, it all sounds like shit. I throw my back against my hard wooden chair and groan.

_“Maybe it’s time for a break?” _I let my thoughts wonder. My heavy body picks itself up off the chair and flops onto the fluffy couch. As I bury my head into the couch it hugs me in a w...

Cold Hearts Never Thaw

Here I am again. Laying in the fluffy snow. No coat, I never needed one. The snow bites and claws my skin, fighting to embrace me in a frosty hug. I don’t fight it, I never have. I allow my cumbersome body to sink into the now melting snow, as if I were all but dead weight. The snow starts to melt away my senses. Snow doesn’t care if you had or have a life, loved ones, memories. It just consoumes ...

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